Chapter 161 Volunteers
When Zhang Wei returned to the place she had not seen for a long time, Betty rushed over excitedly and gave her a big hug.
Betty really hadn't changed at all, even though they would occasionally talk on the phone. In her eyes, Zhang Wei had changed a lot:
"Vera, you have really grown up, and you are so beautiful! I have never seen a more beautiful girl!"
"You're looking younger and younger. It won't be long before we look almost the same!"
Zhang Wei's compliments made Betty laugh out loud, and she took the opportunity to distribute gifts to everyone. Although it was often only the Wilsons at home, and sometimes there was not even a director at home, Betty and other staff members kept the place in order.
She walked into the room and found nothing had changed, except that the bed that she had thought was very large before seemed much smaller, the room was smaller than she remembered, and the wardrobe was not as tall as before. This was because she had grown.
Sitting in front of the window, she smelled the familiar scent of roses again. It was the same season and the same scene as eight years ago. The only difference was Zhang Wei's current mood.
She was no longer timid or hesitant, and was moving forward with confidence along the path she wanted to take.
While sorting her clothes, she saw her treasure chest. All the things that she used to think were valuable were in it, including the big gold pen.
Namiel once told Emma that she liked the gold pen so much that she received three different gold pens in a row as Christmas gifts one year, one from Charles, one from Emma and one from Aunt Mary.
She will no longer look at gold with envy and want to sell it for money. This is the confidence of having some money in her pocket.
To be honest, she didn't have anything to do this summer. It should be her most relaxing summer vacation. She just needed to ask Paris about what preparations she needed to make for studying computer science.
She has a good foundation in other subjects, so the next two years of study should not be a problem. However, for the biology major she is going to study, she will do more preparation when she has time.
Paris is not only good at mathematics, but also very good at computers, as evidenced by the establishment of their online bookstore.
He will graduate from high school tomorrow, and no one knows what major he will study in the future, but it will be revealed when Zhang Wei meets him.
Originally, Zhang Wei planned to prepare for the party as soon as Dora returned to New York, but after Namir found out, he strongly requested to attend together, so the time had to be postponed.
If you ask why Namier didn't go back earlier, he went on a cycling trip in France with his friends and couldn't go back for the time being.
Zhang Wei: Speechless, why didn’t you tell me…
To be honest, Zhang Wei was quite interested. I guess Namier knew this and didn't tell her, wanting to go and play on his own.
So Zhang Wei had nothing to do during this period, so he followed Betty to do volunteer work.
Betty said that she had nothing to do at home in the past two years, so she volunteered to distribute food and supplies to community homes and homeless people.
There are no homeless people in the area where Wilson lives. The security in this community is quite strict, and most people have private security guards at home. Homeless people dare not set foot there easily. After all, private territory is inviolable.
Emma also agreed that Zhang Wei should exercise with Betty, because Zhang Wei is now fourteen years old and is a big kid in everyone's eyes.
Zhang Wei followed Betty to a warehouse, where people and supplies were assigned. Zhang Wei took the blue vest distributed and put it on, which had "×× Charity Foundation" written on it.
A truck was equipped with four people, who then took the supplies to different places for distribution. Zhang Wei followed Betty and two other young male volunteers.
They are called daily necessities, but in fact they are just a meal, which is just ordinary fried chicken, burgers and coffee.
The car drove into a neighborhood that Zhang Wei had never been to before. It looked even more chaotic than the place where Zhang Wei had participated in baseball games before.
There was garbage everywhere on the ground, and the roadside was filled with tents of all sizes. From time to time, a bad smell drifted into the car.
The road was not smooth, and the car was not moving very fast. Perhaps they had recognized the supply truck, and many people followed the truck forward. Zhang Wei was about to look outside when Betty patted her with her hand and whispered:
"Try not to make eye contact with them to avoid unnecessary trouble!"
Zhang Wei immediately shrank his neck and was still a little nervous for a moment.
The two young men in the car saw Betty and Zhang Wei's performance and joked:
"Dear Betty, could this be your illegitimate daughter?"
Betty rolled her eyes and scoffed, "You're like my son after all, idiot!"
The two young men laughed heartily, not angry at all. They seemed to be quite familiar with Betty, and said to Zhang Wei with a smile:
"Don't be afraid, Vera. Most of them just want to have a good meal. They are just ordinary poor people."
Betty ignored him and just said to him:
"They are poor people, but some people are not ordinary. Have you forgotten that you lost your wallet three times and your phone twice?"
Zhang Wei immediately touched the small bag she was carrying and decided to keep her cell phone close to her body, and put a few coins in her wallet.
When the car stopped, Zhang Wei saw that there was already a queue in front.
It turns out that every community has a place like this for distributing supplies. Although it is simple after all, a shed and a few tables are enough.
Betty took care of her and asked Zhang Wei to fill the coffee in the back. She put a large bucket of brewed instant coffee on the table and let everyone take it away.
Zhang Wei's movements were not slow. He just lowered his head and filled paper cups one by one and placed them on the table. Most people were actually very quiet and did not speak. They just took the food and left.
Only a small number of people will say thank you and blessings like "May God bless you".
Many of those who come to receive relief lunch are white, even more than black people, and there are also a few Asians.
Just when Zhang Wei thought they would be done soon, she noticed that the coffee on the table disappeared at an unusual speed, and an empty cup appeared at the same time.
Zhang Wei looked up and saw a white old man with messy hair looking at her unfriendlyly, his cloudy eyes full of bloodshot.
I saw the old man holding a small basin in one hand and pouring coffee into it with the other hand. The cup on the table was soon emptied by him.
"FUCK, hurry up!" Seeing Zhang Wei stop, the old man urged.
There was very little coffee left in the vat, and there were several people behind the old man. Zhang Wei did not back down because of his attitude, but she did not intend to argue with him either. She just said calmly:
"Drinking too much coffee is bad for sleep."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
